After the divorce, the CEO begged me to get back together

Qin Sang's expression turned cold, and the 40-meter sword would be unable to hold back.

"As far as I know, the first draft of your "She in the Mirror" was made by your teacher Mona, right?"

Joseph's face froze, and before he could speak, Qin Sang continued, "Teacher Mona's paintings always contain ruined rose elements, and most of your famous paintings have such elements, but since Teacher Mona passed away, Afterwards, you have also entered a bottleneck period, and you have to rely on the auction house to maintain your reputation."

"What do you mean by saying all this?" Joseph was anxious, couldn't help standing up, and raised his voice a few degrees.

"Teacher Mona is also a woman, you were brought out by a woman, you were born from a woman's womb, and you were carried to your present position by a woman, so I would like to ask Mr. Joseph," Qin Sang narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed , "Why do you look down on women?"

Joseph choked, his face flushed with anger, and as soon as Qin Sang finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and wanted to hit Qin Sang in the face——

"Oh!"

The door was kicked open, Joseph looked at the person coming, his face changed instantly.

"Song...Mr. Song?" After seeing that it was Song Qian, Joseph's eyes immediately brightened, and he even completely forgot Qin Sang's aggressive posture just now, "Mr. Song, why are you here? Isn't our meeting tomorrow?"

Joseph's enthusiastic attitude at this moment is in stark contrast to his coldness just now.

Qin Sang didn't expect that Song Qian and Joseph would also meet. Song Qian is a businessman, what kind of intersection can he have with an artist?

But seeing Joseph's demeanor, she could tell with her toes that Joseph must have asked for Song Qian. She heard that Joseph wanted to use the identity of an artist to expand trade relations, so it would be unreasonable for her to be eager to beg Song Qian Not surprising anymore.

She didn't know how much Song Qian heard about her righteous indignation just now, why every time Song Qian haunted her surroundings, she was almost hallucinating.

Qin Sang thought about moving aside, but accidentally knocked over the teacup on the table, and it fell to the ground, making a broken sound.

She subconsciously glanced at Song Qian, but the latter sat down with a blank expression, holding the tea cup that Joseph handed over, eyes half-closed, not knowing what he was thinking, as if he was listening to Joseph's talk about himself very seriously. art trade planning.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Joseph, I haven't finished talking with you yet, and since your meeting with this Mr. Song is tomorrow, don't take up our time."

Qin Sang's order to chase away guests was issued, but Song Qian sat as firmly as Mount Tai.

Seeing that Qin Sang wanted to see off his distinguished guest, Joseph glanced at Qin Sang with a displeased face, and threw a cigar from his pocket in front of Qin Sang.

"Didn't you compare with Mona just now? Mona's favorite smoking is Havana cigars. After you smoke this one, I will consider cooperating with you."

Qin Sang looked at the cigar in front of her and frowned.

She can't even smell second-hand smoke. Although her elder brother and father both smoke, they never smoke at home, because they all know that she will be allergic to sneeze when she smells smoke, and in severe cases, her airway will be blocked.

But if she doesn't smoke, not only will her cooperation with Joseph be ruined, but the resources of the art museum that she has saved so hard will also be in vain.

Qin Sang gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand to pick up the cigar, raised her eyes to look at Joseph, Joseph still looked like he was enjoying the show, and Song Qian beside him could hardly see anything except his usual indifferent face. waves.

If he really never loved her, what is she still hoping for?

She decisively picked up the cigar, turned on the lighter beside her and lit it, and the smell of nicotine spread from her nostrils in an instant——

"Cough, cough, cough!" Before Qin Sang could touch the cigar, he was choked to the point of tears and kept coughing.

Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Joseph looked at Song Qian beside him with great interest, as if asking for credit, "Mr. Song, how is it? I'm good at training women, right?"

However, as soon as he turned his head to one side, he met a pair of icy eyes, and Joseph subconsciously fell silent.

Qin Sang's cough was still in her ears, and seeing that she was about to stuff the cigar into her mouth, Song Qian frowned, raised his hand and knocked out the cigar between her fingers.

"It smells bad."

His voice was still cold, and Joseph suddenly realized that he was afraid of poisoning himself, "That's it, I have also seen Miss Qin's sincerity, what about our cooperation? I will give you an answer in a few days, you You can go first."

Qin Sang picked up her bag and was about to leave as if she had been granted an amnesty. Seeing Song Qian not even raising his eyebrows, Qin Sang felt ashamed.

"Then I'll wait for your call."

After speaking, she left in a hurry.

Joseph glanced at Song Qian's still condensed face, and quickly picked up the cigar on the ground. Before he could pick it up completely, the back of his hand was firmly trampled by the black leather shoes, and even though he struggled desperately, he remained motionless.

"Song... President Song... Please hold your feet high..."

Joseph broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but he didn't dare to offend Song Qian, so he could only show weakness.

Song Qian squinted at Joseph, and slowly let go of his foot. Just as Joseph breathed a sigh of relief and was about to pull out his hand, Song Qian lifted his foot fiercely and kicked Joseph directly on the chin, knocking Joseph's entire body into the air. out!

Song Qian got up, his slender figure carried an extraordinary aura, and walked step by step in front of Joseph, who was lying on the ground with his face covered in blood.

Then he squatted down and looked at Joseph who was in pain.

Joseph didn't understand why Mr. Song lost his temper as soon as the woman left, and the Song Qian he described to outsiders was completely different, "Mr. Song...is there anything wrong with what I did... ...I, I will change it!"

Song Qian sneered, "I'm good at training men, is that okay?"

When Joseph heard this, his face turned pale with fright. Song Qian got up, gave him a cold look, and walked away.

Xiao Li followed closely behind, couldn't help spitting at Joseph, "How dare you bully the daughter of the Qin family?"

Joseph reached out and grabbed Xiao Li's ankle, and he could still see a trace of confusion on his blood-stained face, "What is the relationship between Mr. Song and Ms. Qin?"

"Fianced couple."

Xiao Li lifted his foot and slammed him away, leaving Joseph lying on the ground with a dazed expression.

Fiancée?

...not like that.

……

After Qin Sang walked out of the teahouse, she didn't take a taxi back immediately. She needed a breath of fresh air. The nicotine in her lungs was still causing trouble. She covered her mouth and coughed, attracting strange looks from passers-by from time to time.

A black Cayenne slowly parked on the side of the road, with the window rolled down, revealing Song Qian's side face.

"boarding."